Cannot you tell that? Every fool can tell that. It was the very day that young Hamlet was born, he that is… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
And gentlemen in England now-a-bed Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here, And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks That… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. The game's afoot; Follow your spirit: and upon this… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
This England never did, nor never shall, Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
You have witchcraft in your lips, there is more eloquence in a sugar touch of them than in the tongues of the… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Right joyous are we to behold your face, Most worthy brother England; fairly met! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
That island of England breeds very valiant creatures; their mastiffs are of unmatchable courage. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
This royal throne of kings, this scepter'd isle, This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, This other Eden, demi-Paradise. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Stay, my lord, And let your reason with your choler question What 'tis you go about: to climb steep hills Requires slow… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Now no way can I stray; Save back to England, all the world's my way. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Fight, gentlemen of England! fight, bold yeomen! Draw, archers, draw your arrows to the head! Spur your proud horses hard, and ride… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Abate the edge of traitors, gracious Lord, That would reduce these bloody days again And make poor England weep in streams of… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Now all the youth of England are on fire, And silken dalliance in the wardrobe lies; Now thrive the armorers, and honor's… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
There live not three good men unhanged in England; and one of them is fat and grows old. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Cheerily to sea; the signs of war advance: No king of England, if not king of France — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remembered- We few, we happy few, we… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
in that small [time] most greatly lived this star of England: Fortune made his sword, By which the world's best garden he… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
This blessèd plot, this earth, this realm, this England This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, . . . This land… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
That England, that was wont to conquer others, Hath made a shameful conquest of itself. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
England, bound in with the triumphant sea, Whose rocky shore beats back the envious siege Of watery Neptune. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
In thee thy mother dies, our household's name, My death's revenge, thy youth, and England's fame. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
This royal throne of kings, this sceptered isle, This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, This other Eden, demi-paradise, This fortress… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
It was always yet the trick of our English nation, if they have a good thing, to make it too common. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Time hath not yet so dried this blood of mine, Nor age so eat up my invention, Nor fortune made such havoc of my… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Divers philosophers hold that the lips is parcel of the mouth. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs; Being purg'd, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes; Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I, measuring his affections by my own, Which then most sought where most might not be found, Being one too many by my weary… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Ask God for temp'rance. That's th' appliance only Which your disease requires. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Thou hast no figures nor no fantasies Which busy care draws in the brains of men; Therefore thou sleep’st so sound. Julius Caesar (2.1.248-251)” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Have you not heard it said full oft, A woman's nay doth stand for naught? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image